The God of Death and the God of War - Chapter 103

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Evil Hegemon Martial God

Chapter 103

‘This is impossible.’

At the unexpected situation, Jeok-un was greatly shocked.

Was it because Ho Baek-seon’s martial prowess was overwhelming?

Or was it because he seemed to have come to a place where he would die?

Absolutely not. It was neither.

From the beginning, before coming here, Jeok-un had not ruled out the possibility that Ho Baek-seon had reached Hyeongyeong.

However.

‘-His vessel isn’t complete, so how did he enter mastery?’

Swoosh!

Kwagaga!

“Kahahaha! Are you scared! You’re like a dog with its tail tucked between its legs!”

Ho Baek-seon burst into mad laughter as he unleashed his energy.

It was energy like a symbol of having reached the mastery level of Hyeongyeong.

The beginning and mastery of Hyeongyeong.

These two could be considered as different as heaven and earth.

This was especially true in the Demonic Cult more than in Jeongpa or Sapa.

While a Marin only needed to reach Hwagyeong to earn the title of Ipma (Entering Demon).

The title of Geukma (Extreme Demon) could only be heard by those who reached the mastery level even within Hyeongyeong.

There was one reason for this.

‘For a Marin to overcome the wall of Hyeongyeong mastery is harder than being reborn.’

All demonic arts are like giving up the future and quickly drawing upon one’s fate.

So when reaching Hyeongyeong, overcoming the wall is very difficult compared to the pure martial arts of Jeongpa.

For all Marins to overcome the wall of Hyeongyeong mastery, they must reconstruct and complete their own vessel.

That is, their physical body.

Without achieving bone and muscle reconstruction through complete transformation, one cannot overcome the wall of mastery.

However.

‘It’s certain. This bastard hasn’t undergone complete transformation.’

Swish!

A blade flew toward his eyes with an eerie sound of cutting through air.

Jeok-un reflexively used Iron Plate Bridge while twisting his body.

Kakakakak-!

Sure enough, Ho Baek-seon’s sword that had been thrusting forward ignored inertia and chopped down like an axe.

However, Jeok-un stamped his foot and created distance to dodge.

“Kekek, why? Surprised? From the looks of it, you’ll spend your whole life just blocking until you die.”

Seeing Jeok-un retreat, Ho Baek-seon sneered.

He thought Jeok-un was frightened by his martial prowess and overwhelmed by his intimidation.

This was because Jeok-un had focused on avoiding Ho Baek-seon’s attacks until now.

However, Jeok-un ignored his provocation and merely looked at Ho Baek-seon once more with eyes filled with energy.

‘He has an unusually large amount of demonic energy in his body. He overcame the wall of mastery with such massive energy that his vessel is overflowing to the point of breaking. How on earth is that possible?’

Ho Baek-seon himself might not know, but that was equivalent to sacrificing innate true energy to use his final strength.

His remaining lifespan wouldn’t even be a full year.

But even so, it absolutely couldn’t be taken lightly.

‘If such a form is possible, it won’t be limited to just overcoming the wall of mastery.’

Using that phenomenon, if the Demonic Cult’s Marins who had stagnated at Hyeongyeong mastery reached Hyeongyeong peak.

And if Marins at Hyeongyeong peak reached the Life and Death…

The Demonic Cult’s power would become stronger faster than before his regression.

Jeok-un couldn’t hide his ominous premonition.

There would be only one existence capable of making this absurd unreality possible.

The master of the Demonic Cult suddenly came to mind.

‘Cheonma. What are you plotting?’

It was faster movement than expected.

Of course, since he had killed Yasudomma and interfered with various Demonic Cult activities, he had expected the schedule to be moved up, but he hadn’t anticipated such variables.

‘Wait.’

But then, Jeok-un suddenly recalled a past conversation.

-Haven’t you felt anything strange lately?

It was a conversation he had with Dokgo Cheon before leaving for this place.

-Something strange? What do you mean?

-Well, when cultivating internal energy. Has the time perhaps…

Dokgo Cheon had mentioned energy cultivation.

He had already felt something strange and was about to discuss it, but then said he would speak again when he was certain, holding back his words.

‘Could what Dokgo Cheon was trying to say be related to this?’

If what Dokgo Cheon wanted to say was related to the time required for energy cultivation that builds internal power.

It would definitely be connected to the current situation.

‘I need to return as quickly as possible.’

It seemed he needed to have a conversation with Cheon-ju.

And Jeok-un stopped thinking at this point.

“Did you go crazy and run wild like a mad colt after reaching Hyeongyeong? But young one, there’s a saying in Gangho called ‘heaven beyond heaven.’ It means there’s a sky above the sky.”

But to do that.

‘First, I need to shut this bastard up.’

He’s too noisy to concentrate.

“So if you had crawled away when I spoke nicely, this wouldn’t have happened!!”

Swoosh!

Ho Baek-seon openly mocked Jeok-un, then stepped forward with true footwork and charged in.

Jeok-un focused on Ho Baek-seon’s demonic energy.

The wavelength of demonic energy licking his skin was very familiar.

‘Blood Absorption Brain Art.’

Blood Absorption Brain Art.

A demonic art that grows stronger by consuming human brain matter.

Though it had the disadvantage of making one’s nature uncontrollably violent when mastered, it actually became an advantage for Marins.

Every simple sword strike and concise kick carried deadly power.

Swoooosh!

Through the pouring crimson blood energy, an eerily contrasting pure white cold energy penetrated.

The cold energy wrapping Jeok-un’s fist looked very fragile.

It seemed like it would instantly melt or be stained by the Blood Absorption Brain Art’s bright red blood energy.

However.

The pure white cold energy Jeok-un emitted maintained its form and nature completely.

Kwagagagak!

Even in the moment when they bared their fangs at each other and fought fiercely to cut each other’s throats.

Never mixing or being stained.

Maintaining their shape and nature completely intact.

They passed by each other.

Sword and fist.

Steel and flesh collided, but there were no drops of blood.

The sharp sword could not penetrate Jeok-un’s Red Hand Fist.

Kuuuuung…!

By creating a massive shockwave, it testified to their collision.

‘…This bastard?’

In the shockwave that shook the surroundings, Ho Baek-seon’s eyes flashed with interest.

My Blood Absorption Brain Technique’s demonic energy wasn’t being pushed back, no, it seemed to be slightly surpassed.

This made his previous turtle-like, purely defensive stance seem like a lie.

“Now this is getting interesting!!”

Ho Baek-seon shouted heartily and charged forward.

At the same time, Ho Baek-seon deliberately ignored the sensation he had felt moments ago.

Surpassing the Blood Absorption Brain Technique?

Ridiculous!

This wasn’t power that someone who had just barely entered the early stages of Hyeongyeong could display.

It must have been just luck.

Chwarararara!

Seureurung!

Ho Baek-seon thought this way as he began to unfold his master Geom-ma’s sword techniques.

Sword movements all too familiar to Jeok-un’s eyes unfolded.

‘Demon Sea Twelve Swords.’

The Demon Sea Twelve Swords was a peerless sword technique containing the profound insights of Vice Cult Leader Geom-ma.

It was an absolute demonic technique that, while perhaps lacking the mystique of the Hwa-san Sect’s ultimate skill, the Twenty-Four Plum Blossom Sword Technique, was considered equal in destructive power.

This was a sword form unfolded with those profound insights.

Demon Sea Twelve Swords

Second Form.

Peerless Demon Sea

A blood-stained sea seemed to cover all directions, and an irresistible tsunami seemed to engulf heaven and earth.

However.

Kugugugugugu…!

Jeok-un did not retreat even when facing the tsunami.

Like humanity that faced the majesty of nature head-on, built civilization, and ultimately grasped survival.

He neither cowered nor wavered.

Kwaaaaang!

Jeok-un’s fist struck the tsunami hard.

Splash, the front of the tsunami swayed lightly. It seemed like it would soon recover.

No, it looked like it might flow on as if nothing happened.

But that wasn’t the case.

Chwaaaaaa…!

It was like a small hole in a levee.

A tiny, insignificant crack.

The ripples that started there soon spread throughout the entire tsunami.

“You bastard, you!”

As could be seen from Ho Baek-seon’s reaction, it led to the sword technique being broken.

Kwagwang, kwaaaaang!

Explosive sounds burst out in succession.

The broken sword technique met the next energy wave and exploded, causing a chain reaction.

The recoil and aftermath did not spare even Ho Baek-seon, who was closest.

Trickle.

Blood flowed down his cheek.

“How dare you…!”

A long, sharp cut.

The wound left on his body wasn’t deep.

But the wound left on his pride was incomparable.

“Now there will be no more holding back.”

Ho Baek-seon, his pride wounded, declared as if he would devour his opponent.

He had no choice.

He was at the mature stage of Hyeongyeong, his opponent at the early stage.

His opponent hadn’t used any techniques, while he had used techniques and still been pushed back.

How could his arrogant nature endure this?

“I only need to leave your tongue to pass on the secret formula!”

Ho Baek-seon charged forward, pouring out the energy of his Blood Absorption Brain Technique at full power.

Crimson demonic energy that was eerie and spine-chilling just to look at shot toward Jeok-un.

That energy was, how to put it, like a storm.

Just as a storm inevitably soaks a person’s body no matter what raincoat they wear.

The storm-like demonic energy of the Blood Absorption Brain Technique rushed forward to pound and stain Jeok-un.

…Kiiiiaaaaa!

An eerie scream seemed to be heard.

It must be the resentment of the innocent victims who died at Ho Baek-seon’s hands.

“…”

Jeok-un watched with a rigid expression.

First the pouring demonic energy.

And further, even Ho Baek-seon, the source.

Jeok-un took everything in with his two eyes and raised his fighting spirit.

‘This is why dealing with Demonic Cult members is always disgusting.’

Demonic techniques always demanded innocent blood.

Because the resentment, hatred, and despair they emit are the source of demonic techniques.

That’s why fighting Demonic Cult members was like crossing a muddy field in clean clothes – there was always a reluctant aspect.

‘But at the same time, there’s nothing more joyful than cutting off their necks.’

Jeok-un enjoyed the pure joy he always felt when cutting down Demonic Cult members and their subordinates.

Demon Slaying.

Cutting down everything of the Demonic Cult, breaking their will, and shoving it into a cesspit.

How could he not be joyful?

Kugeugeugeu!

At that moment, the surroundings shook once again.

It was Ho Baek-seon.

He must be trying to unfold an even more powerful technique from the Demon Sea Twelve Swords than before.

Seeing this, Jeok-un also began to move.

Suaaaaa!

The energy that started from his dantian began to flow in reverse, against the natural order.

The moment the internal energy that passed through the perineum reached the crown of his head.

“Awaken, Mun-gok.”

Kung kung!

Following Jeok-un’s command, the fourth star of the Big Dipper began to shine.

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